Chapter 266 Lie Down Comfortably

Immediately afterwards, the second stick was swung out fiercely with a whistling sound.

"The customer made a reasonable request, and not only did you not respond, but you also acted rudely?"

Now most of the zombie's head was deeply stuck inside, and the flesh in its mouth had been thrown out. It fell to the ground without a sound and died for the second time.

Xia Yan picked out the crystal core inside. Although it was wrapped in dirty things, it still couldn't cover up the crystal blue color.

When I borrowed his clothes to wipe the crystal core, my wallet fell out of my pocket with a click. Inside was a family photo. The man was hugging his two babies, one big and one small, in his arms and smiling happily.

Xia Yan gently closed her eyes. She could imagine what the scene was like.

When zombies broke out in the store, the man was worried about his wife and daughter at home, and tried desperately to escape into the best car in the store.

There are seven seats, which is just enough for his family of three and both sets of parents to sit.

Unfortunately, he hadn't exercised for a long time, his body was soft and he had a big belly, so he couldn't get into the car no matter what. He was soon caught up by the zombies behind and was bitten to death.

Xia Yan opened his eyes and put the crystal core into his pocket.

"Since you paid me, I'll let you lie down more comfortably."

She took out disposable gloves and put them on, grabbed the body's feet, pulled him to the bed in the staff lounge, and considerately helped cover him with a quilt.

He stuffed the wallet back into the left pocket of his shirt.

After dealing with him, Xia Yan returned to the store with ease and put the business car that he had just caught his eye into the system grid.

Next, her goal is a car with more seats and more space in the trunk.

Things like trotting cars and sedan chairs are not considered.

The main reason is that the chassis is too low, and it is easy to get stuck in a higher pit. If you accidentally run over a zombie, won’t you just wait to die on the spot?

She rented the car to make it easier for customers to go out and look for goods, not to help deliver snacks to zombies.

The best choices are mountain off-road vehicles and some kind of legendary vehicles. If that doesn't work, she will also consider buses.

Wait, the pattern opens up.

What if customers also like bulldozers, excavators, and road rollers?

You cannot judge customers by your own preferences. This is the first rule of being a good boss.

In the boutique car hall, Xia Yan once again found a masterpiece among masterpieces - Mercedes, Super G.

The car is equipped with a 4.0-liter twin-turbocharged engine with a maximum power of 585 horsepower and a 9-speed automatic transmission to meet driving needs in various road conditions. The price range is between 2.1468 million and 3.5328 million RMB.

The moment Xia Yan saw the price, his eyes widened.

Hiss, so expensive.

As for what has been introduced above, everything seems so unimportant under the influence of price.

She happily put the car into the compartment, feeling that her value had suddenly increased. The six-figure cars in the store were no longer worthy of her and were not worth buying.

Based on the principle of neither being proactive nor wasting, Xia Yan took away the crystal cores that were lying on the ground and had not been taken out.

Clap your hands and go to the next store.

Next door, he used the same method to break the glass, and after all the zombies inside rushed out, Xia Yan slowly walked in.

It's like strolling in your own back garden, leisurely and leisurely, only looking at the price, the highest bidder will win her heart.

In contrast to the beautiful life she was living here, Chu Wanfu and his group were struggling in dire straits, jumping back and forth on the scythe of death.

Hospital.

There weren't many zombies in the lobby, only a few nurses wearing hats, staggering in a daze.

The vanguard team lowered their footsteps and sent them to the west before they could react, then slowly laid them to the ground by holding their necks.

To the west of the hall is the guard room, which is empty.

On the east side is the registration desk with six registration slots, most of which are blocked by blue curtains. You can clearly see five waists and abdomens swaying in place inside.

I peeked at the door and it was closed.

The vanguard team waved back, indicating that it was safe to enter.

Chu Wanfu leaned closer and said, "Let's find some medical supplies first."

"receive."

In front is a horizontal corridor with open doors of medical rooms on both sides. It is impossible to estimate how many zombies are inside.

In comparison, the left aisle has only one rest area door open, which is the least dangerous.

Chu Wanfu stretched out his index finger and pointed hard towards the left channel.

Everyone lowered their center of gravity and landed lightly on the ground.

There were more than a dozen patients gathered in the rest area, and the doctor zombie was standing with his back to them. The soldiers passed through quickly and silently.

"Drip drip drip drip drip, drip drip drip, drip drip."

Suddenly, the simple calculator on the floor in the corridor started singing at regular intervals. The sound was not loud, but it was deafening in the quiet space.

All they heard was the zombies in the room screaming and roaring, and then they rushed out with a rumble, giving them a professional eardrum massage.

"Run upstairs!"

Chu Wanfu shouted loudly.

The soldier in charge of the rear guard raised his supernatural gun with a silencer and shot the zombie accurately in the forehead. The corpse continued to move forward and slid downwards.

Dozens of zombies also rushed out of the room on the left side of the corridor and staggered to join the zombie horde.

Chu Wanfu and his group of ten no longer concealed their voices and ran up and down the stairs, making crackling sounds.

The zombies on the second floor swarmed over upon hearing the noise. The vanguard team took the brunt of the attack, raising their modified submachine guns and firing a barrage of shots.

The zombie flew backwards under the huge impact force and could not get close to him at all!

"The disinfection supply center is ahead, get ready to enter!"

Pushing open the door of the supply room, the zombies that were ramming around inside rushed into Chu Wanfu's arms, opened their mouths wide towards his hot abdominal muscles, but he didn't expect him to take a half step back and bite down on the bottom.

The force was so great that half of the zombie's tooth was broken.

Chu Wanfu kept his buttocks moving backwards, staring at his intact crotch and breaking out in a cold sweat. Then he became furious and raised his hand to shoot him in the head.

The happiness of the rest of my life was almost ruined here!

The soldiers stood guard on both sides of the supply room door, providing cover with firepower. Their special bullets flew everywhere, knocking down rows of zombies.

The space-ability soldier strode forward, dealt with the three or four remaining zombies inside, and headed straight for the sterile storage area.

White hollow frames are neatly arranged on the four-story shelves, with small signs hanging on them. The names of various products are clearly written in white on a green background: cotton swabs, dressings, infusion needles, surgical gloves, blood transfusion devices, etc. There are a total of thirty similar shelves.

The psychics didn't care about much and put the shelves into the space. The white steel shelves next to them were full of cloth bags wrapped in green/blue cloth. No one knew what they were, so they put them all away and took them back to the doctor for identification.

Another room was filled with locked filing cabinets. Various soft-bottle liquids and medical masks were placed on the top shelves, and the bottom shelves were locked with metal sheets and could not be opened.

Time was running out, and the people with special abilities were sweating as they walked and collected things. Those that could be moved were collected together with the cabinets, and those that couldn't be moved were collected wherever they went with a wave of their hands.

The zombies outside the door kept roaring, constantly attracting zombies upstairs and downstairs. It was a black mass with no end in sight.

The soldiers at the door squeezed out their last bit of supernatural power, their faces flushed, and were forced inside by the endless tide of zombies.

"General Chu, I can't bear it anymore."